Not only crying, Shen Xiaoyan, with her free hand, also fumbled for a wine pot and repeatedly smashed it on the table with great force.
Her strength was immense. With each smash, some of the wine splashed onto the confused old man's nose.
The old man had initially intended to ignore it; it was just a drop of water, after all. What was there to it?
However, his nose suddenly started to tingle. Finally, he even reached out to touch his nose, then licked it with his tongue. His eyes immediately lit up with a terrifying brightness.
There was no other reason than that he had tasted it and it was indistinguishable from the two cups of wine he had snatched earlier.
After finishing those two cups of wine, he had smelled a rich wine fragrance lingering around him, thinking it was a residual scent.
It was only now that he truly understood he had been mistaken.
That was not a residual fragrance at all; it was emanating from the wine pot.
Looking at the not-so-small wine pot, the confused old man licked his lips. His greedy expression was as if he would pounce and snatch it away the next second.
Seeing this, Shen Xiaoyan shivered and immediately hid behind Zheng Wei.
"Look at your savage demeanor, I bet you must have committed many acts of murder and robbery before."
Shen Xiaoyan's words made the confused old man freeze, and then he cried out in injustice.
He was a good person! How could he have committed acts of murder and robbery?
He had only been beaten up severely for stealing a little wine out of greed.
Shen Xiaoyan had already known all this the first time she met him.
In that case, what did Shen Xiaoyan mean just now?
The old man was scratching his head, but he couldn't figure out the cause and effect.
Helplessly, he could only ask, "Good disciple, can you give the wine pot in your hand to your master? Since you don't like wine, give it to me. Master likes it."
She naturally knew the confused old man liked wine; otherwise, why would she bring out such good wine?
Seeing that Shen Xiaoyan merely smiled without speaking, the confused old man said again, "I tasted it just now, this wine tastes different from the previous Jin Gui wine. Why is that?"
Shen Xiaoyan smiled knowingly, "Of course it's different, because this time it's Peach Blossom Brew."
"Peach Blossom Brew?" The confused old man repeated the three words, but his voice suddenly rose several octaves.
Recalling carefully, it was indeed Peach Blossom Brew. The fragrance of peach blossoms lingered in his mouth.
It was just that he felt as if he had discovered something.
"I say, good disciple, did you brew this Peach Blossom Brew last year?"
How could Shen Xiaoyan not know what he meant? So, she said frankly, "No, this wine is several years old. Where we lived before was spacious, and we planted all sorts of fruit trees, more than just ordinary. So every year I would brew a lot of wine and store it. For example, various flower petal wines, various fruit wines, and clear wines."
With every word Shen Xiaoyan spoke, the confused old man would swallow. He looked like someone who hadn't eaten anything for centuries.
"Good disciple, since you have so much, why don't you bring some out for your master to taste? This way, you can better know if your brewing is delicious."
Shen Xiaoyan, however, shook her head, "That's not necessary. Everyone has tasted it and said it's something that only exists in heaven and is rarely smelled on earth."
Hearing this, the confused old man's eyes turned red.
This damned girl was clearly doing it on purpose.
She knew he was devoted to wine, wouldn't let him drink it, and was still teasing him.
"Master, if you want to drink wine, it's not impossible. Anyway, as you know, I'm not a drinker. If these are left with me, they'll just be wasted," Shen Xiaoyan said with a smile.
The old man Pei immediately nodded in agreement, "You have this self-awareness. You are truly my good disciple. Quickly, give me the wine, and I will forgive you."
Hearing these words, Shen Xiaoyan laughed inwardly.
This master truly would say anything for the sake of drinking wine.
"Alright, as long as Master answers a few questions for me, I'll give you the wine immediately. How about it?" Shen Xiaoyan said, shaking the wine pot in her hand.
Inhaling the increasingly rich fragrance in the air, the confused old man just wanted to agree immediately.
But looking at Shen Xiaoyan's even brighter smile, he just couldn't utter a simple "yes."
Shen Xiaoyan waited for a while, but seeing the confused old man still not agreeing, she hardened her heart and took out another pot of chrysanthemum wine from her spatial storage.
Fearing that the aroma of the chrysanthemum wine would be covered up, Shen Xiaoyan simply removed the stopper from the wine pot.
The moment the stopper left the wine pot, a rich aroma of wine immediately spread out.
The old man looked at the wine pot in Shen Xiaoyan's hand and took a deep breath, sighing with satisfaction.
However, the worms in his stomach started to rebel.
Such good wine was right in front of him, visible but unreachable. It was truly tormenting.
Shen Xiaoyan was a little surprised that the confused old man was still silent.
This old man could endure beatings for wine, could casually recognize a disciple. Now, he was asked to answer a few questions, but he was completely unwilling.
Even without knowing what she wanted to ask, he resolutely refused.
Although she admired the confused old man's adherence to his principles, Shen Xiaoyan was unwilling to give up just like that.
So, she took out another pot of wine.
Seeing that the confused old man had no reaction, she took out another pot.
And so it went, one pot after another. Soon, Shen Xiaoyan had a table full of wine pots in front of her.
The various wine aromas mingled together, forming a different, indescribable scent.
Just one gentle whiff would make one unconsciously intoxicated.
But even so, the confused old man still didn't say anything.
However, his expression had become extremely contorted. It was evident he was forcing himself to endure.
After all, for someone who loved wine, this was truly cruel.
There was no physical torture, but it constantly attracted his attention, leaving him with no mind to think of anything else.
Shen Xiaoyan gritted her teeth. She refused to believe it. Finally, she took out a pot of wine and placed it on the table, opening the stopper.
At a glance, the confused old man had counted. There were a total of 15 pots of wine on the table, each with a different aroma.
His eyes were already wide and red, but he still bit his lip tightly.
Shen Xiaoyan sighed in her heart. Forget it, there was nothing she could do.
Although she didn't like drinking wine, she understood that this was like placing a full feast in front of a foodie and forbidding them to eat.
To think of all the fragrances filling her nose, yet having no way to partake, how unbearable that must be.
Although she really wanted to know about Zheng Wei's father, she couldn't torment someone who was so principled and unwilling to say more.
"Forget it, Master, I won't force you. By the way, I had previously instructed Huo Fen to prepare breakfast and bring it over. Since you're here, let's eat together."
Hearing that Shen Xiaoyan would no longer press him, the confused old man breathed a sigh of relief.
But who knew, in the next second, a transparent crystal glass teapot appeared in Shen Xiaoyan's hand.